Saturday, October 27, 2007

Ruth had to park off-campus overnight, and could only find a space in a bad neighbourhood. When she returned to her car in the morning, there were some dents on the body and a side window had been smashed. A rock was sitting on the passenger seat, obviously the one that was thrown to break the glass.

It's easy to get angry in circumstances like these, but Ruthie was compassionate. After all, though some may still have been using their foreheads, there were signs there of simple tool use. One day, perhaps quite soon, one of them will get the idea of banging two of the rocks together. And then their great adventure will begin.